"Don't be too proud of this technological terror you've constructed. The ability to destroy a planet is insignificant next to the power of the Force." -Darth Vader, in regards to the Death Star.
I had a conversation with a close friend of mine recently. We discussed the frustrations and the caricatured differences between the "goodguys" and "badguys."
"Sometimes I hate being the goodguys. Just once I'd like to be the badguys. The badguys get machineguns, and when they need to change something, they chop it directly up with loud rattles and flying lead. And all we, as the goodguys, have are daisies and good intientions. DAISIES! We can't do shit against machineguns, not with these daisies!"
The result of the conversation (directly, and after some marination) was that sometimes it seems like the good in the world is failing, because the bad in the world seems to make victories every day. But that is the way of the bad in the world. It takes the short and powerful route, winning as much as it can through a series of small skirmishes, all the while promoting a war campaign that is designed to shake the faith of those working on the good. "THIS IS THE WAY OF OUR WORLD. ALL MUST SUCCUMB OR BE DEFEATED IN OUR VICTORY MARCHES." Bullshit, suck my ass...
What needs to happen with the good, as I think is more true than we can believe (especially at the points where the carpet of hope is yanked out from beneath our feet), is that we need to steadily build, process and purify the good, find the cracks in it and replace, strengthen, condition, repair, and ultimately solidfy that which is good for that moment when all of the bad comes to our doorsteps, they will find that our houses are not made from straw, or sticks, or bricks and mortar, but something built from the same structure as the universe, something so strong it is un-shakeable to any force that is not equal to G-d.
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"Luminous beings we are, not this crude matter."
Date: 2005-01-20 11:31 am (UTC)I had a conversation with a close friend of mine recently. We discussed the frustrations and the caricatured differences between the "goodguys" and "badguys."
"Sometimes I hate being the goodguys. Just once I'd like to be the badguys. The badguys get machineguns, and when they need to change something, they chop it directly up with loud rattles and flying lead. And all we, as the goodguys, have are daisies and good intientions. DAISIES! We can't do shit against machineguns, not with these daisies!"
The result of the conversation (directly, and after some marination) was that sometimes it seems like the good in the world is failing, because the bad in the world seems to make victories every day. But that is the way of the bad in the world. It takes the short and powerful route, winning as much as it can through a series of small skirmishes, all the while promoting a war campaign that is designed to shake the faith of those working on the good. "THIS IS THE WAY OF OUR WORLD. ALL MUST SUCCUMB OR BE DEFEATED IN OUR VICTORY MARCHES." Bullshit, suck my ass...
What needs to happen with the good, as I think is more true than we can believe (especially at the points where the carpet of hope is yanked out from beneath our feet), is that we need to steadily build, process and purify the good, find the cracks in it and replace, strengthen, condition, repair, and ultimately solidfy that which is good for that moment when all of the bad comes to our doorsteps, they will find that our houses are not made from straw, or sticks, or bricks and mortar, but something built from the same structure as the universe, something so strong it is un-shakeable to any force that is not equal to G-d.